Zhu Changle sat on his dragon chair with a blushing face, and at this moment he had already learned the report of the sudden battle on the Jiliao front. The matter has come to this point, even a fool knows that this matter definitely has a close relationship with the people of the Jin Kingdom.

Emperor Zhu Changle, who is already familiar with playing with power, has more things than most people think: even if the Jin State really has a male lord who dares to provoke the Ming Empire head-on, even if the Jin State is really ready for war, so in such a hurry, there should definitely be more powerful foreign aid and rear-up moves.

"Japan? United Kingdom? In Zhu Changle's mind, he was guessing the black hand behind it one by one. He knew that the involvement of the Japanese in this matter was basically certain, and he was now worried about whether several more distant countries that were not at peace with the Ming Dynasty: Britain and France, were involved in this matter.

He still remembered the great war that his ancestors declared war on the world, and of course this world war left the Ming Dynasty with continuous weakening. To this day, the decision-makers of the entire Ming Dynasty are unwilling to experience such a tragic past again, so Zhu Changle felt that it was necessary to let the officials of the Ministry of Rites communicate with European countries to confirm whether this war was the prelude to the Second Anti-Ming War.

Thinking of this, Zhu Changle looked at Zhang Huai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, who was standing with his head bowed at the foot of the steps on his left, and commanded: "Zhang Shangshu, today you will make an appointment to meet the British ambassador and the French ambassador...... Ambassador of Germany...... Try to ask for a rough idea. If Europe has no intention of interfering in the affairs of our Ming Dynasty, then the rebellion in the Northeast will not be able to make any big waves! ”

Zhang Huai, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, immediately took two steps forward and promised: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Weichen has already asked his subordinates to contact the ambassadors of various countries, and there will be a clear return in the next few days." Recently, the clouds of war have been gathering in Europe, and there is no sign of uniting against our Daming, so please let your Majesty be relieved. ”

After hearing Zhang Huai's persuasion, the expression on Zhu Changle's face softened slightly. However, he knew that even if it was only in the vicinity of the Ming Dynasty, there would be many Xiaoxiao who would stand up and stand on the side of the Jin Kingdom, the unsettled people in the south, Japan in the East China Sea, and Korea at both ends of the first rat...... Even Muscovy, which was encroaching on Siberia, had this wolf ambition.

Although the Ming Dynasty has developed over time, laid modern telephone and telegraph communication systems, and the headquarters and offices at all levels are also fully equipped, it still deliberately retains the inefficient form of the court. This was not because the Emperor of the Apocalypse was unwilling to adopt a more efficient and modern form of communication, but rather as a symbol of imperial power that he deliberately retained.

At this time, Wang Jianhai, the secretary of the Criminal Department, stood up in line and reported to Emperor Zhu Changle: "Your Majesty! Most of the arms depots in the Beijing-Tianjin area have been patronized by thieves, and the minister ordered the arrest of 133 officers at all levels, and another 59 have been taken away by Jinyiwei and Dongchang. ”

"These bastards! I can't wait to sleep on it! Eat its flesh! Zhu Changle heard Wang Jianhai's report, pinched the armrest of his dragon chair with his hand, and said hatefully: "Today's top priority is to ensure the front line of Jiliao!" It is related to the rise and fall of the country, and there is no room for loss, and then send a telegram to Wang Nu, asking him to defend Fengtian...... Send a telegram to Wang Futong, ordering him to go south to reinforce Mukden and repel Yehe's rebellion! ”

"......" Zhao Hongshou lowered his head and looked at Wang Jianfeng, who was also ugly beside him, from the corner of his eye, who was also looking at him with a slanted gaze. Obviously, both of them knew about the changes on the Jiliao front before going to the court, so they were both hesitating to report the news of the loss of Fengtian to His Majesty the Emperor at this time.

"What's wrong? None of them spoke, and they became mute? Zhu Changle saw that the ministers under his feet were silent, and he knew that maybe the battle situation on the front line had changed...... As for what kind of changes, Zhu Changle didn't dare to continue to guess: after all, if it was good news, then these ministers would have already shouted, wouldn't they?

"What the hell is going on! Say! Zhu Changle set his eyes on Wang Jianfeng, after all, it was Wang Nu, a side branch of the Wang family, who was in charge of the front-line troops in Fengtian. So at this time, the object of Zhu Changle's questioning was his brother-in-law, Wang Jianfeng, the second assistant of the cabinet.

Wang Jianfeng immediately knelt down and put his forehead on the marble floor tiles on the Imperial Palace, which had long been replaced with bright and shining marble floor tiles: "Your Majesty! An hour ago, Wang Nu had already died in Fengtian, the important town of Fengtian on the Jiliao defense line...... I'm afraid it's not guaranteed. ”

"This!" Hearing that the important town of Mukden had been lost, some ministers in the department who were not well informed immediately turned their heads and ears. The military department is not in the court meeting now, because the war is urgent, Ge Tianzhang is mobilizing troops at this moment, trying to reinforce the front line to protect the Jiliao defense line.

The rest of the officials, such as the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households, naturally did not know the news of the fall of Mukden before His Majesty the Emperor. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, before anyone could figure out what expression they should use to face the angry emperor, they heard the inner servants beside the emperor shouting hoarsely: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

Zhu Changle knew better than anyone that Wang Nu was not really a usable minister, and most of the reason why he threw this person to Mukden was that he was ready to dismiss him and cool down the Wang family - how could this kind of abandoned son, who was abandoned by all forces, have the ability to turn the tide at a critical time?

So when Zhu Changle heard that Fengtian was lost, the first thing he was angry about was not others, but himself who played with power and caused today's change. So he was angry but couldn't get out, he was depressed in his heart, and his eyes were almost gone. Leaned on the dragon chair and gasped for a long time, before being pinched by a few attendants on the back and rescued.

Zhu Changle, who finally came back with a life, reluctantly sat up straight, then spoke slowly, and pointed at Wang Jianfeng, who was kneeling on the ground below, in a vague tone, and shouted: "Wang Nu, this idiot! You bastards from the royal family! I lost my Mukden, I broke my ......"

Halfway through his words, Zhu Changle found that his mouth didn't seem to listen to him, he shook and wanted to stand up, but he couldn't even do this, after struggling twice, he gave up this idea in horror, reluctantly made a gesture to retreat all, and closed his eyes on his dragon chair-

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